Chapter 1463 Adding the Ritual Robe

"How am I?"

The next day, Zhang Zian put on a dress, showed it to the elves, and asked their opinions.

Today's foundation celebration was held in the form of a dinner party. According to the requirements of the organizer, both men and women were required to enter the venue in formal attire.

This is the first time for Zhang Zian to wear a formal dress, because there are no occasions in China where you need to wear it, and you don’t pay attention to it. Even if someone holds a formal dinner in China, it would be good for the guests to wear suits at most Well, coming to dinner without a vest, shorts, flip-flops is already considered an honor for the organizer... If someone really came in a tuxedo, it would be eye-catching, and it would be grandstanding.

But for western dinners, especially for such serious occasions, if you wear casual clothes or ordinary suits to attend, it may make the foreigners present feel that the Chinese don’t understand etiquette, which would be embarrassing.

So for this dinner, he had to spend money on a dress, which was one of the reasons why he was hesitant to come at first. To buy a dress that he would only wear once, no matter how he thought about it, he felt distressed.

"Gah? This is a dress? You idiot can even mistake the dress? You have exposed the fact that your IQ balance is insufficient!" Richard exclaimed gloatingly.

Because the dress Zhang Zian wears is completely different from the traditional western-style dress, and it is closer to the style of the tunic suit, with a stand-up collar and pockets, but it is different. The material is satin, dark black, and a western-style dress is inserted in the chest pocket. pocket square.

Neither Richard nor Femas had ever seen such a small western-style dress, and they all wondered if he was wearing it wrong.

"Shut your beak! Do you think only Western-style dresses are considered dresses?" Zhang Zian retorted, "Is this a Chinese-style dress?"

Before going abroad, he originally planned to order a western-style dress, but after thinking about it, at a dinner party on this occasion, all the men are dressed in the same way, and it is impossible to tell who is who from behind, and his handsomeness will also disappear. However, everyone decided to order a new set of Chinese-style dresses, following the style of national leaders attending important banquets, which not only follows the rules of Western-style dinners, but also reflects their own personality and taste—after all, they are the leaders of the country. Forgive me, I dare not say that the style is ugly.

"The old man thinks it's good, it fits well and is generous, showing the temperament of my great country." Old Tea praised, because the clothes are very similar to the clothes of the progressive youths of that era.

Fina dismissed it, "I can't understand why the formal clothes of modern people are all so black, and they look hot."

"Bah, bah, bah! Dirty old lady's eyes!" Snow Lion spit and said, "I just want to know if the girls are wearing clothes that show the whole back and half of the thigh politely?"

"Should be about the same,

But what do you want to do? "Zhang Zian asked vigilantly.

Snow Lion gave a smirk, and waved his paws a few times, "The laces of that kind of clothes should be very thin, and you can't wear underwear, as long as the old lady pretends to cut the laces casually... Phew!"

Zhang Zian: "..."

"But my old lady advises you, don't dream about spring and autumn, it's not your turn! You'd better turn your head or close your eyes when I do it, otherwise don't blame my old lady for letting you wear women's evening dresses in the future! "Snow Lion threatened ferociously.

Zhang Zian: "...Looks like it's time for you to go back to your phone and rest."

"How dare you! Believe it or not, I will castrate you right now?" Snow Lion was furious. Finally, there was an occasion where he could casually look at a backless girl. How could he just let it go?

It chased him, and he ran in circles. Anyway, its short legs couldn't catch up with him. In the end, it was so tired that it collapsed on the carpet. However, the cat took revenge. It was not too late at night, and it announced that tomorrow's breakfast would be ham Add eggs.

Zhang Zian planned to drive it to the balcony for self-defense when he was sleeping at night, anyway, no matter how cold the night in San Francisco was, it would not be able to freeze it.

"Meow~ The clothes look good." Xing Hai ran back from the balcony and looked at his clothes.

"Haha, I love to hear that! But Xinghai, you usually look like you're wearing a dress..." He laughed.

Doesn't Xinghai's black and white appearance look like a combination of a black dress and a white shirt?

"Squeak!" Pi applauded and gave a thumbs up.

"Thank you π." Zhang Zian moved his steps calmly, because the person who gives you the thumbs up is not necessarily complimenting you, but may also be aiming at you with Italian guns...

Vladimir was not in the house, and he was always restless. He had already gone out to establish the American sub-helm of the Red Flower Club.

The only ones who were formally invited were Zhang Zian and Feimas. The foundation knew that Feimas was the dog that won the Best Actor in Berlin, so it was also invited to attend. If other elves wanted to go, they had to go invisibly.

After trying it on, Zhang Zian put the clothes on the bed, ready to wear them at night.

"Quack! Where are you going today? Is it your favorite castro district with rainbow flags flying? Find a white nerd with glasses or a black guy with a reggae hair or a Latino artist with an afro and try it out 'A ruler is longer, but an inch is shorter'? But my uncle reminds me that the essence of the castro district lies after nightfall!" Richard flew onto his shoulder and chattered endlessly.

"I didn't have a good time visiting Chinatown yesterday, let's make up for it today." Zhang Zian ignored its noise and turned to ask Lao Cha for his opinion.

He drove past Chinatown yesterday, and lingered at the entrance for a while, but...unfortunately, the entrance of Chinatown he arrived at happened to be a green-roofed gatehouse with a plaque that said "The world is for the public", which was dazzled by the sun , as beautiful as a ray of light, so green that he panicked.

In addition, the timing of my visit yesterday was not right. There was a lot of traffic in Chinatown. Because the streets were narrow, the cars drove like snails, so I only strolled outside. It’s a bit of a pity, so I plan to make it up today—of course, I have to change the entrance, and I can’t pass under the green-roofed gate.

Old Tea nodded happily.

"You idiot, don't you want to go to Chinatown? Do you want to go to the Italian city next door to watch a striptease show? And then hit an Italian gun?" However, Richard has seen through everything.

Before Zhang Zian clarified, it said again: "Quack! But I don't object. In Chinatown, Cantonese is the main language. I happen to be learning Cantonese, so I can put it to use!"

It's rare for it to say a serious reason, of course Zhang Zian has no reason to object, but usually it's just superficially serious...

Sure enough, it raised the volume, took a deep breath, and shouted: "Next, I invite you to sing the Cantonese version of "The Essence That's Hard to Swallow"! Swallow... Quah!"

As soon as it got started, Zhang Zian stuffed it under the pillow.